Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-05-06

still continuing its terrible and unearthly
yelIs bounded through the village. No
one stood up TO oppose it's progress
terror reigned supreme everywhere.
On, on, it came, to the lodge Of Lagons;
it bounded past his snow-whlte steed,
which plunged and snorted in fear-it
Ieaped over the PROSTATE body of the IL
dian, and entered he lodge, Waich was
dimly lighted with the Indian lamp.
Almost intuitively, it seemed to know
the spot where Stella lay, and bounded to
her side. She screamed family, for It was
terrible to look upon.
"Hush, girl! I'm friend-your
fathers triend-yield yourself to ms, and
you are saved" said q low voice in her
esr; and il the next moment she found
herself lifted in strong arms and borne
out from the lodge.
! But another ear heard those words;
and, although at first struck dumb with
terror, when sac saw tue hide0us being
who entered, Ada McAlpin in an instant
comprehended that this was some plan OF
! rescue; and with shrek of
anger and warning upon her
! lips she rushed to the front of
the lodge Just in time to see him who had
borne Stella out lift her to the back of
picket, spring upon its back, and with the
double burden turn the frightened steed's
mead toward the gorge and to the prairie
beyond.
And none there were to stay the path
of the fiery fgure-all who yet looked
upon its dread course We're paraIyzed
with terror.
Cup, fool-up, coward! They have
stolen your bride away! Why are You
trembling here?" cried Ada. as she
spurned LagOna with her foot, and stroye
to rouse him from the spot where he
crouched in his fear.
"Tbe Evil Spirit has come upon u.s."
said Lagona. "The Evil Spirit has come
upon u.s."
"Yes; IN the shape of 3 pale-iace; and |
your best horse and your captive are |
gone! A pretty Indisu you are, to let |
pale-face beat you in this way" said |
Ada, scornfullY. "The Evil Spirls talked |
frst-rate English, and told Stella Delorme |
that ne was friend OF her father, and |
would take her to him"
Lagona uncovered his head, and caught |
a glimpse OF his white steed, flying like |
the wind out through the gorge, along q
path which it knew full well, bat which |
no range horse could have gone over at
& faster pace than a walk. Aad while ne
looked The rangers shout of triumph, and
the well known crack of the revolver,
came back upon his sstonished ears.
'Wnere is White Flower?" he ASKED.
SIN her fathers arms by this time,
While you and all your boosted braves
have been on yCur knees, scared to death
by nothing but one poor rascal of q pale
face" eaid Ada.
at first LagOna could not realize that
this was so. He rushed into the inner
lodge and found that Stella was really
gone. Then, snatcaing his weapons, he
rushed 20 the front again, and pealed out
his war cry loud and long. But never
eefore were his warriors so slow and
faint in their reply-never before so diIa-
tory in gathering at his side.
When they did gather he knew not
what to say-he could not Duke them
for fear which had taken possession of
his own breast. Nor cid he like to &C.
knowledge how he had been duped; al
though he fully comprehended hoWit was,
after Ada mad further explained, and told
him the precise words used by the one
who bore Stella Off. He had sent warrior I
to the mountain side, where the fiery fig
ure had descended, and a piece of the (
Iasso had shown him how the descent had
been made.
"The White Flower which the Crest
Spirit babe me take has been carried off ,
oy an Evil Spirit-she is in the hands of
her friends! But Lagona will not give
her up. We must go after them and take
heir scalps and bring her back. Lagona
las spoken!"
The answering shout OF his warriors /
vas feeble, for they were not yet relieved
'f their terror; but they began to gather
n and mount their horses, and soon {
Isgona was upon another steed, but not {
such q one as his favorite, for it's equal {
lad not been seen upon the plains.
To be Continued Merit Week